Somewhere in her first couple of months of life, Carrie acquired three pink rag dolls as gifts from various people. We call them the triplets – despite the fact that they are all different – and Carrie needs to be tucked in with the three of them and two binkies every night.
This is an all-too-common sight that greets me when I go in to get her in the morning:
I find it oddly creepy. Usually they’re actually sticking up so their heads are over the top rail of the crib, and sometimes one or more of them are facing the wall. It just looks like they’re being punished for something. I’m sure from a toddler point of view it’s nothing more than a larger version of a put-it-in/take-it-out game!